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At Kings Cross

It was an unusally hot September day as Hermione Granger made her way to Kings Cross. She made her way to Platform 9 3/4 so she could board the train that would take her to her first year at Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardery. She was very excited about her first year, hopefully making some friends, for the first time in her life. She began to dream about her next 7 years at hogwarts when she accidently bumped into a very slender blonde girl, also carrying a Hogwarts trunk.

"Oh, Excuse me!" Hermione exclaimed. Certainly this girl wouldn't want to be her friend now that she rammed into her.

"Oh its fine!" the girl said "I just can't seem to figure out how to get onto the platform, I mean... I brought the 3 quarters!" the girl said, holding out 3 shiney sliver coins.
"Erm... Why do we need 3 quarters?" Hermione asked. There was certainly nothing in her letter about needing quarters to get onto the platform.

"Well its platform 9 and 3 Quarters! I figured we needed to like... i don't know pay the guard or something 3 quarters in order to be allowed on!" the girl said as if Hermione should've known this.

"Umm... no thats 3/4, like the math term, not with money." Hermione explained

"Oooooooh! Well that makes much more sense! Ya Know? Your really smart! You are definatly sitting with me on the train!" The girl said.

Hermione was so happy by this. She felt that for sure if all wizards and witches were this nice then she would have no problem finding friends. She just hoped that once this girl realizes just how smart she was she wouldn't ditch her. Though this girl does not seem to be the sharpest knife in the drawer, she would have to be very smart to be accepted into Hogwarts, wouldn't she?

"I'll meet you on the train," the girl said "I must go find my parents and say good bye."

"alright, see you" Hermione said, sad that now she was alone again, for she had said good bye to her parents outside the platform. She put her trunk on the train and began to search desperatly for a compartment for her and the girl. She still hadn't asked her name, but didn't find that it was very importent at the time.

She opened a compartment door and noticed a larger, pudgy faced boy sitting there looking very distressed. His face was buried in his hands and it almost seemed as if he'd been crying

"Er- Excuse me? Are you ok?" she asked. He looked up from his hands and looked right at her

"Oh, yes... Its just that... I've lost my Toad, Trevor. And he is quite importent to me, You see, my Gran bought him for me after she found out that I was a wizard, and I've had him ever since, Hes like... my only friend" He said the last part quietly,

"Well I'll help you! I'm Hermione, by the way, Hermione Granger"

"Neville, Neville Longbottom"

"Well Neville, where do you remeber seeing Trevor last?"

He seemed to ponder that question for a moment. "I definatly had him when I got onto the train." he said rather confidantly.

"So he could be anywhere then..." Hermione said. This might take all day to find the toad, the train had exactly 48 cars Acoording to Hogwarts, A History. It was her all time, favorite book. She had to have read it at least 50 times, maybe 100.

After about an hour of searching, they came upon a compartment with two boys, definitly first years, and an extreamly large rat. The one boy was not fat, but not exactly skinny either, he was a heathly size. he had bright red hair and many freckles. The other boy was very scrawny and had jet-black hair. He wore circular glasses and had gorgous green eyes.

"Have either of you seen a toad? Neville's lost one," she said. She stared at the wand in his hand.

"We've already told him we haven't seen it," said the red head. He definitly noticed that she had been staring at his wand.

"Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see it, then" She sat down next to the black haired boy

"Er-All right." He cleared his throat, and said in a very loud voice

"Sunshine, Daises, Butter Mellow,

turn this stupid, fat rat yellow!"

Nothing happened.

"Are you sure that's a realy spell?" she said. "Well, it's not very good, is it? I've tried a few simple spells just for practice and it's all worked for me. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so please, of course, I mean, It's the very best school of witchcraft there is, I've heard- I've learned all our course books by heart, of course, I just hope it will be enough- I'm Hermione Granger, by the way, who are you?" She watched at the boys exchanged looks and she wondered if she'd said too much. Should she have kept her speech to a minimum? Finally the one boy spoke.
"I'm Ron Weasley" he muttered

"Harry Potter" said the other one

"Are you really?" She said. "I know all about you, of course- I got a few extra books for background reading, and your in Modern Magical History and The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts and Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century"

"Am I?" he said, dazed

"Goodness, didn't you know, I'd found our everything I could if it was me," Said Hermione "do either of you know what house you'll be in? I've been asking around, and I hope I'm in Gryffindor, it sounds by far the best; I hear Dumbledore himself was in it, but I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad... Anyway we'd better go and look for Neville's toad. You two had better change, you know, I expect we'll be there soon." She said getting up and grabbing Neville's arm and leading him out of the compartment.

As she turned sharply out of the compartment, she ran face first in to the blonde girl again.

"You know, we really need to stop meeting like this." She said

"Totally agreed!" Hermione said laughing.

They spent the rest of the journey to Hogwarts in instense conversation. Hermione found out that the girl, Hermione still didn't know her name, was a muggle-born just like Herself. They were really quite alike, the only difference is that this girl defintly had nothing, brain-wise, in her head. Hermione noticed that the train was slowing down and realized that they should almost be there.

As it came to a stop, Hermione told her friend that she would see her at the feast, and left the train. she heard a very loud mans voice shouting above the noise.

"Firs' years! Firs' years! C'mon, Follow me- anymore Firs' years? Mind your step now! Firs' years follow me!" Hermione saw that a great big man, who had to be atleast 8 or 9 feet tall was shouting this. He had a great bushy beard and bushy hair, yet dispite his intimidating appearence, Hermione felt completely at ease near him.

Everybody stumbled down a path toward the lake. Poor Neville kept sniffling, because he and Hermione had yet to find his toad, but the future was looking bright anyways.

So? What did you think? I bet you hated it :P Prob, I'm terrible. But if you could still R&R I would greatly appreciate it :)

~ManagerOfMischief96